Last Saturday my parents found 3 baby rabbits in our garden. My dad catches rabbits and releases them in the woods near a bike trail. Even if the parent bunny was still around, our dogs found the nest, and it was already cold and rainy. So they brought the babies into the garage and made a nest in a recycling bin ( Read more... )

Well how-dee. It's been a while since I've spoken with most of you. And even those with whom I've had recent discussions, it's still been a while since we really sat down and talked about anything and everything. Chances are, I want to do that.

Hehehe.

"So what's new, Thom?"

Nah. Later.

I will smash down your buildings! Your places of business! I will burn all your papers and shit in your trash. Don't think you can stop me, don't beg for forgiveness. That really pisses me off so much more! I will punch your TV. I will kick your goldfish! My claws will tear you and my giga-buster will turn you to dust ( Read more... )

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Who am I talking to? I'm not talking to anyone, but I won't shut up. And it's only when nobody's around. If my mind is occupied or I'm around other people everything goes away and I've nothing to say. I actually forget why I was talking in the first place, or if I even had any reason to. I don't even know what I'd say if I had to ( Read more... )

Tonight I have taken a strange fascination to my shoulders ( Read more... )

I had a bunch of paragraphs written out, but they were dancing around the subject. So here's the story ( Read more... )

Well too bad ( Read more... )

Who wants to know why I'm upset?

"I will smash down your house! I will punch it and kick it. And then when I've finished, I'll headbutt your family! After they're gone, I'll whip out my wicked-huge fists and bust up your neighborhood, your town, your province. Then I'll decimate the landscape! I'll set it afire with my twin burner jets! Just lean forward and watch the cows run for ( Read more... )

What the hell, man? I'm only nineteen years old. You guys aren't much older or younger than me. Shape up. This isn't our bullshit. Not yet. Why do we all have to be so deep and profound? I just want to rip everything to shreds. I'm full of angst and I'm damn able to say I am. No more cryptic musings. No more bullshit. I'm sad and I'm pissed. Why? ( Read more... )